Directing is mystifying. It's a long, long, skid on an icy road, and you do the best you can trying to stay on the road...If you're still here when you come out of the spin, it's a relief. But you've got to have the terror if you're going to do anything worthwhile.
We used to have contests at the elementary school--who could read the most books in a week or a month. I’d power through 30, 50 books. I was unstoppable. Just loved the feel and the smell of the pages. Loved immersing my brain into uncharted territories. Loved turning that last page and closing the book, a changed man. Still do.
There are two ways to think about kindness. You can think about it as a fixed trait: either you have it or you don’t. Or you could think of kindness as a muscle. In some people, that muscle is naturally stronger than in others, but it can grow stronger in everyone with exercise.
I don't remember deciding to become a writer. You decide to become a dentist or a postman. For me, writing is like being gay. You finally admit that this is who you are, you come out and hope that no one runs away.
A man paints with his brains and not with his hands.
~ Michelangelo ~
"The Conversion of Saul" courtesy The Athenaeum. Click on the image to enlarge. (Look at the man below the horse at the bottom of the picture--doesn't it look like he's carrying some kindergartener's backpack? Michelangelo was 500 years ahead of his time! --KK)